Prologue
Adults always say teenagers can't fall in love but right now, laying under the stars with my hand nestled inside of a tanned protective grip I would gladly use my debate class skills to tell them that they are wrong.
I glanced to my right and smiled at the butterflies that assaulted my stomach as soon as my eyes came to rest on his wonderfully sculpted face. This was defiantly it. This had to be love.
Paul shifted by my side and looked down at me, catching my gaze.
"Enjoying the view?" He smiled coyly.
I felt myself blush and quickly looked away, back up at the sky where those stars were shimmering so beautifully.
"Awe, I'm sorry." I could hear slight amusement in his voice which made my face grow a bit hotter. "Hey," I felt a smooth finger run gently over my cheek causing me to look back at my boyfriend. "Don't be embarrassed, it's cute." He shifted once more so that he was now on his side, body facing me.
"Well I still feel embarrassed." I mumbled, trying but failing to look away from his eyes that held mine prisoner.
"Don't, it makes us even for all the times I stare at you and don't get caught." If he wasn't so tan I think there would be a tiny pink tint to them. "But I'm glad I caught you because it makes it easier for me."
"It makes what easier for you?" my eyebrows pulled together while I watched as he pulled himself up and leaned on his elbow so he was propped up next to me.
"I've been thinking about this a lot and I was afraid to say it because I didn't want to scare you but I think it's okay to say it now." He trailed off, looking down at our joined hands and began tracing his thumb over my knuckles. "Rea, I think I love you."
My whole world stopped in that instant; everything seemed to click into place. This was it. I knew I wasn't crazy. He loved me, and I loved him.
"I think I love you too." I felt myself smile like an idiot while his face lit up like Christmas.
He leaned down slowly until our lips met in a soft, sweet embrace.
Everything was perfect.
